Nature boy - finally

A slim smiles creeps across my face, as I perch on my sofa. My pussy throbs against the constraints of my jeans. I'm smug and satisfied. He's just left. 

He lets himself in like always, we are instantly kissing, his hands on my arse. The smooch is aggressive and desperate and not very good and fuck that doesn't matter. 

"Lets go upstairs". 

I swagger up, I take off my jeans. 

"I don't need these"

I finger open the buttons of his jeans. 

" You don't need them either"

I slide to my knees. I look at his cock, a million little delicious millisecond memories flash past, it looks so beautiful and I want it so badly. I'd planned to give him one of those slow, drawn out and sensual once overs but who the hell was I kidding? 

I slide him quickly into my mouth. He lets out a deep growl. His hands thread quickly into my hair and he pushes my head down further. I start to choke and gag and drool and suck nice and hard. I've wanted this so badly, I'm so desperate for him. He holds my head and fucks my face, he pulls me away and moves me onto the bed. The rest of my clothes and his come off quickly. 

I'm on my back, I pull him on top of me and we kiss, He's rubbing his hard cock against the wet mesh of my knickers. Im so desperate, I need... and then he's licking me and its started. His cock slides back into my mouth as he plays with my pussy. 

I beg for him to fuck me. 

"Please fuck me". 

The memory flickers in and out of consciousness. Please fucking clarify it right now, please I need you. He rubbers up, I'm on my knees. He slides into me. 

"Oh". 

 The pain. So tight. I remember this. I remember every inch of this, every throb and clench and desperate twisted second of exquisite filling pleasure. I moan. He groans and leans into me and my mind goes blank. The following moments are spent rutting desperate and without skill. I climax, he continues to thrust and take me, when he's ready to come he pulls away and ejaculates ribbons of white across my bare bottom. 

I purr in satisfaction while he brings me to another orgasm with his hands. Im wiped out. He's shaking and looks slightly nauseous and bemused. I take that as a sign of success. He lays down next to me and I laugh and roll onto my back. I look at him and curl my lip.

"Why did we ever stop doing that?".

The boy - why not

You're in town to work. I suggest we catch up. My intentions are always motivated by my cunt.

It's been a while since I've seen you. You look good. We still have a great time together. Probably a lot better now we don't have to try and go out with each other.

You let yourself into the flat. I'm naked in my bed. I kick back the covers and expose my pale naked body to your eyes. You grin at me, I cock an eyebrow. "Do you want to fuck me?".

"Mm".

He unbuttons his shirt, pulls down his jeans, gets into bed with me and starts to suck my nipples. I moan and arch my back, my cunt is starting to throb. He moves lower and starts to eat at me. It feels so fucking good. He was always so good at this. I moan loudly and enjoy myself until he decides we're gonna come together. I'm on my back his firm cock slides deeply into my wetness. He expels a deep groan. I love that sound. It's endless satisfaction, it's mixed up with history and familiar sensations.

He flips me onto my knees and I come quickly. I want to come again. We keep fucking, your sliding in and out of me fast and hard. Gripping the cheeks of my bottom. When I climax for a second time it's huge. My body radiates with sensation. I moan loudly. I spray fluid onto the bed.

You're desperate to come. I can feel that. That's fair enough. You pull out and slide your cock down my throat.

"Sit up."

I know what you want. You've always loved to see my flesh extend and ripple. Curves to become accentuated. My soft stomach to bulge gently out. You grab at my flesh like I'm a piece of meat. You shake me, to create movement. You kneel between my thighs and rub your cock all over my stomach and breasts. I can see your eyes, completed focused on the curves and dips in my expanse of white pale flesh. The way you treat my body is deprave, all I am is succulent meat to you at the moment. Something to jerk off on. That's fine by me.

You ooze and shoot your fluid all over my belly. I grin at you and relax into the gentle used throb between my legs.

Nature boy - anticipation

I have gotten back in touch with you. After my current quiet spot and barely adequate shags I couldn't  stop myself. Plus I kinda thought its been about six months that's probably enough time for you to get bored of trying to be a good husband. The sweet taste of smooth, accessible and non evasive pussy, has a certain allure. This I know well.

I drop you a text and invite you over for coffee. When you arrive at the door you let yourself in like you always use to, I get up and you wrap your arms around me and pull our bodies together. I breath in your smell as my mind strings together flashes of sense memory. I'm already wet.

I make you tea. We sit and sip and chat and catch up. You don't have long a you're on lunch. Before you go you say to me, I'll see you soon. You go to walk away and then turn back to me and hug me. I dip my head and I say "I would kiss you but I don't know if I'm allowed". You pause and look into me, you say "Yeah... You're allowed".

The congress of our lips is tender. Soft. I run my hands through your scrubby hair and placidly roll my tongue with yours.  Your mouth is so hot. I can feel myself really starting to slick up. I want you so badly. We part. You leave. You drop me a text within the hour.

"It was all I could do to stop myself ripping your clothes off".

Trust me boy, the feeling is mutual.

My love

I have not forgotten you my love,
There will always be sweet stories.
There will always be worms in the ground and crows, and bats.
I have not forgotten your body or your demands,  I can hear them.
I want to hear more than I can.
I'm deaf in one hole, or only hear selectively... when I'm deaf in one hole.

I have not forgotten you my love. I cant forget that feeling,  I am selfish and desire it.
Need it,
Like dogs need water and discipline.
It radiates in the blood, in white beats. It enraptures me.

I have not forgotten how it feels to be alone. I have not forgotten what you are worth, to me.
I have no money, nor sense, or anything to offer but myself.
But that is fine.

On loan to the girl

She's over for dinner, he loans me too her. I've been drinking red wine and I'm dancing bare foot in the kitchen tiles. She tells me to take my clothes off, I dance for her in my underwear. She asks my Sir if she can beat me, he says she can, on loan. She makes me bend over the kitchen table and paddles and flogs me. I have some exciting bruising to admire the next day. Later once he's asleep I sneak into her room to play with her. She climaxes and lets me put my fist in her pussy, it still scares and overwhelms me. She makes me gush fluid all over the bed. I'm sore and sedated, she makes me feel like a desperate body.

Mei

Should I feel shame for the fact I can never resist? We have been friends a long time, there has always been a strange chemistry. You kiss me so roughly, your hands around my neck or twisting my nipples, but does it excite me? I don't know. I made you come by sucking you, it was too easy, half hard. I left shortly after. We're still talking fun, but what the fuck do I do now?